The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1887-05-26
WALES AND HIS FAMILY.

People who envy princes and princesses,
and think they lead a sort of fairy-tale exist
ence, make a huge mistake, writes a London
correspondent of The San Francisco ArgoHaut.
From the prince OF Wales and his wife down
none of tnem occupy a bed of roses. Poor
'Tummy" himself mas not such an easy time
of 1t. 1t is true he has unlimited credit; an
income of over gl0.G00 a year; a pretty wife;
q clique of toadies termed his ''set' to fawu
upon him and pander to his every wish; the
acquiescent smile Of (nearly) every woman
upon whose attractive form or features he
rests his droop-cornered, suggestive eve; the
enforced homage of q nation, and the position
Of ''frst gentleman in the Kingdom" He is
the honored and honoring guest at every place
and on every occasion where and VIXEN he be-
slows his little pudgy presence, he is ''the
glass of fashion"-if not "the mold of form"
and establishes the mode for men in all such
matters as length of coat tails, tightness or
looseness of trouser-legs, width of shirt collars,
number of shirt studs, depth of shirt cuffs,
fullness of cOat-sleeves, shape of hats, and
color of neckties; he is the acknowledged
gourmet in food and the admitted connoisseur
In wine, so that his opinion OF a dish or judg-
ment as to a particular brand of champagne
Or claret is accepted as final, and his every
word and movement are eagerly watched, not
ed, and inwardly digested as the quintessence
of interest and importance BY society. He has
and is all these things, but well may he say,
land yet l am not happy"
Why?
There must be some concealed bitter in the
seeming sweets which, to the worlds eye, sur
round and Dermeate the atmosphere of his ex
istence. What IS it? One word will answer
the question-restraint, the restraint which
holds in royal check every natural sense and
sentiment ana forbids the exhibition of manly
nature beyond the narrow limits it prescribes.
1t is a popular idea in America, quite as
much as if not more than in England, that the
prince of Wales is about the last man in the
world to be restrined of anything. All the lit
tie naughty tales which has been whispered
about him from Lady Mordaunt dow to Mrs.
Langtry; all of the little self-indulgent and
familiar incidents concerning his intercourse
with Miss Chamberlain ct al, would lead one
TO suppose that such a thing as restraint had
about as much power over his actions as Il silk
thread would have to tether an elephant. 1t
does not follow that all that is said OF him is
true. Indeed it is safe to say that nine-tenths of
il isn't. But if he does sometimes overstep the
oval boundary, if his spirit does now and then
rise up in arms against the forced cramping
bought to be put upon his nature, who can
blame him! He is only Il man after all, even
though the British nation are pleased to con-
slider him a good deal more. And then, of
course, his slips are more noticed thar. other
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short space of time, once Truth, The World,
and Vanity Fair get an inkling of the matter.
often wonder he is as good as he is, poor
chap. The princess is rather a dragon, fancy,
and does a good deal of quiet flirting with the
good-looking equerries and lords in waiting, as
her restraint is less than that of other unmar-
ried royalties" She enjoys the prerogative of
asking men to dance with her at balls. This
aosen't look like RESTRAINT, certainly; yet there
is restraint in it. 1t is a right which no nice
minded woman would care to exercise, be she
the queen, princess, or what you like. Her re-
straint consists in not letting men ask her, for
she might hesitate about asking men and
compelling them to throw over previous en-
~gagements, as they would be obliged to do.
no engagement for anythlng-ball, dinner
party, contemplated journey, or dance-hoIding
good against a royal command. Knowing
this 4 refined woman would feel great d~elicacy
in forcing men to dance with her. The prin-
cess of Wales, however, doesn't seem to be
troubled much with sensitiyeness in regard to
this. Indeed, 50 far from shrinking from
royal obtrusivencss, she holds her power with
considerable lack of %woInanly feeling. Some
time ago there used to be a young man who
was at all the court balls and other entertain
sments where the princess was. Ee was a
good dancer and handsome; but alas, he had
D heart complaint, and his doctor warned him
On no account to dance. So he used to stand
about and look on. There were loads of love
ly girls with whom he would have risked a
good deal for a few turns of a waltz. But his
physicians orders must be ODE led The prin-
cess of Wales found out about it, and, instead
sf commencing the young chap for his good
sense and sTmpathizing with him what does she
aol Sends him word by an equerry (that is the
"form') that she wishes to dance with him.
He turns pale, for be knows he can't refuse or
excuse himself. So off he goes, at the risk of
his life, Juggling round a woman whose lame
hess does not exactly improve her heavy Dan
ish step, while dozens of his favorite partners
III Will JULIO 1CLIONS- % HOudu no eau
do that sort of thing is not apt to make q hus-
bands home happy.
. If looks mean anything her eldest daughter,
Princess Louise of Wales, who, BY the bye,
has just passed her twentith birthday, is far
from being a happy girl. At Sandown races
She looks depressed and miserable. Her high
Station makes her superior to every man
she talks to, and she can not unbend and be
natural in any way. Restraint again. When
she marries it will be better for her, poor girl.
AS it Is, she sits silent and dull. Her dress
Ing, too, is a disgrace to her mother. Take
last year at GOodwood, for instance. There
was the princess of Wales, herself decked out
In q light gray satin costume, and her two
daughters, Louise and Maud, dowdily attired
in brown spotted merino frocls and black
cloth jacketsi Nice mother that, keeping her
girls back so as to remain young herself as
hong as she can.
do not mean to assert that the prince of
Wales has not a good time now and then, for
be has. Why shouldn't he: All l mean to
say is that MS life is no: one long, u~ninter-
rupted dream of FARMLAND. He NAV do silly
tbinus To amuse himself. but. on the other